Paul Kersey: My friend Wildey's coming.
Sheila: You were a rotten dancer.
Zach: Why do you think I became your choreographer?
Art Selwyn: Men should be explorers, no matter how old they are. I don't know about anybody else, but I'm going.
Mark: Thats Eddie Dutra, He's about as much fun as a rabid dog.
Diana: Elvis wouldn't do this, and I knew HIM.
Charlie: You didn't know him! You may have fucked him, but you didn't know HIM.
Christopher Boyce: I know a thing or two about predatory behavior, and what once was a legitimate intelligence agency is now being used on weaker governments.
Brennan: Hey Sarge! You know how a Camacho's like a cue ball? Cause the harder you hit 'em, the better their English gets.
Sister Agnes: I don't understand what you're talking about. You want to talk about the baby, everbody wants to talk about the baby. But, I never saw the baby. So I can't talk about the baby, because I don't believe in the baby.
Mickey: How much longer are we gonna be doing this, man? I'm about to pee in my pants.
Eddie: So shoot it out the window, man. Christ, just use your head.
Mickey: Not a bad idea. Good news, America. Coming through. Hey, it's chilly out here.
Luis Molina: The nicest thing about feeling happy is that you think you'll never be unhappy again.
Sal: Yo, listen, let's go in the back, have a little Moët and have fun. All right? Celebrate the record.